I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

The latest website: "Ah! Yoemon-sama has been defeated!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up and save Yoemon-sama!"

"There's more, come with me!"

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With such a tall and sturdy body, Yoemon is naturally one of the most conspicuous beings in the audience.

Therefore, it is natural that many people witnessed the defeat of Yoemon for the first time.

Very few people plan to save Yoemon - of course, only very few people.

The total number...is about 5 or 6 people.

The rest of the people only fled in the direction where Ogata could not be seen, after seeing Yoemon's defeat so quickly.

Those 5 or 6 people who tried to rush up to rescue the left and right guards are naturally impossible to have the ability to rescue the left and right guards. As soon as they rushed into the attack range of Ogata, they were relieved by Ogata. All loosely fell to the ground.

For those who dare to approach him, Ogata has always refused to come.

If you come, kill one, if you come, kill one pair.

This forest at this time can be regarded as a true interpretation of what "tens of thousands of horses are galloping".

Although now the galloping, not "horse", but "people". .

Neither the musketeers nor the ninjas of Iga lacked rigorous training.

The instructors of the former were professional officers hired from the British Army, while the latter, as ninjas, naturally had a lot of training.

But their performance seems to be not as good as the more than 100 guards in Songping Yuan.

The guards of Matsudaira Gennai are considered the last soldier in the battle to defend Matsudaira Gennai.

At this time, the musketeers and Iga ninjas of Toyotomi's army had only suffered less than 20% casualties, and they were all defeated.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the guards in Songpingyuan are more elite, but this account cannot be calculated like this.

When Ogata fought the guards in Matsudaira, he was covered in bruises and wounds in the middle and late stages of the battle. He couldn't even stand up, and he looked like he was dying, and he might fall at any time. Under Bushido's brainwashing, his guards have always had the illusion of "this man is dying! I have a chance to kill him!"

It was this illusion that supported the guards in Matsudaira Gennai to fight to the last person, and few escaped.

And what was the situation facing the musketeers and Iga ninjas of the Toyotomi Army?

Ogata is still holding a big living person in his arms, but his movements are still as fast as flying.

While holding a person in one hand and a knife in the other, they can also kill them like chopping melons and vegetables.

More than 200 people on his side launched rounds of shots at him, and the bullets that were fired were either dodged or bounced off with knives.

Up to now, Ogata is unscathed, and several powerful people have appeared to reinforce Ogata. The commanders on his side are almost killed, and no one can come back to command them.

Excuse me - after witnessing this situation with your own eyes, what kind of fighting spirit can you have? What more fighting spirit do you have?

The hundreds of musketeers and Iga ninjas who were still alive scattered into countless strands and fled in different directions.

Ogata did not go after those who were running away.

First, because the enemy was scattered into so many strands, even with Yuanyi and their help, he couldn't catch up.

Secondly, it is meaningless to hunt down these little scoundrels.

"Uh...uh..."

With his arms chopped off, Yoemon fell to his knees with a face full of pain.

Ogata has been carefully observing the injuries of the left and right guards.

Red shredded meat slowly emerged from the bowl of large wounds on the left and right guards and on the shoulders.

The repair speed of red shredded pork is extremely slow.

After a while, all wounds on his body, including his shoulders, were repaired.

Perhaps it was because of the excessive blood loss that left and right Emon's face and lips were horribly pale.

Ogata glanced at the bald shoulders that left and right Emmon had no arms to hang on.

"...It looks like you haven't grown a new pair of arms. Your wound's healing speed is much slower than before. It seems that after giving you enough damage, your wound's healing speed will really increase. It's getting slower."

Just now, when Yoemon gave his life to buy time for the formation of the musketeers, Ogata had noticed that the wounds on Yoemon's body tended to heal more and more slowly.

And now, it has been confirmed for sure.

Arms have been lost, and defeat has been decided—but the eyes of the left and right guards have not completely lost their lustre.

I saw him raise his head, glared fiercely at Ogata, and then violently jumped towards his big naginata sword that fell beside him.

While jumping high, he tilted his head back hard.

He intends to kill himself by slamming his head against the blade of the naginata.

Yoemon's plan played out beautifully.

But the success of his plan depends on whether his speed is faster than Ogata's reaction speed.

Can the speed of the left and right guards be faster than Ogata's current reaction speed?

Isn't that obvious...

Bang!

As soon as the left and right guards jumped up, Ogata flew up and kicked the left and right guards on the belly, kicking the left and right guards a few steps away, and his huge body finally fell to the ground.

"Ah ah ah..."

The screams of the left and right guards just had time to make a few syllables, and Ouhan took a stride to the front of the left and right guards, raised his hand and aimed at the left and right guards neck and struck a heavy blow, so that the left and right guards would not have time to shout. The screams were swallowed back into the stomach, and then he rolled his eyes and passed out.

After dealing with the left and right guards, Ogata raised his eyes and looked to his left and right.

The surroundings that had been noisy since the battle began, have finally calmed down.

The musketeers and Iga ninjas that were still alive were basically gone now.

"Ayi!"

"Master Yidaozhai!"

"Ogata-kun!"

"Ogata brother!"

A variety of shouts were heard from Ogata's side at this time.

A lot has happened tonight.

At this moment, after going through all kinds of hardships, he finally saw these familiar faces, and the taste in them made Ogata feel really mixed feelings.

"None of you were injured, right?" he asked loudly towards A-Ting and the others who were running towards him.

Ogata knew in his heart that the series of things he encountered tonight was far from the point where he could draw a happy ending.

But after seeing the people who were rushing towards him, Ogata's face still showed an uncontrollable, relieved smile.

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"Hu...! Hu...! Hu...!"

"Hey, where are we now?"

"Who knows! In short, the farther you run, the better!"

The three Iga ninjas fled to the southwest in a hurry while looking back at the battlefield where almost no sound came from behind them and they had just escaped.

One of them accidentally fell to the ground because he was running too fast. He was covered in mud, and his nosebleed was dripping from his nostrils. I dare not stop and pat the dust on my body.

The physical strength of the three of them is almost the same, so they are almost exhausted at the same time.

The three of them helplessly supported the big tree next to them, opened their mouths wide, and swallowed the fresh air around them vigorously.

After a good while, they barely managed to straighten their breathing, barely allowing their mouths to speak again.

"Escape to...ha...here...ha...that should be enough...ha...well..."

"They all escaped... Ha... It's so far... Ha... That Shura... shouldn't be chasing the three of us for... Ha... Ha... And all the way... Ha... Chase over... …”

"Sit...ha...let's sit and rest for a while..." Someone leaned against the big tree behind him, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, "I'm...now...even an inch..."

"You three...what are you doing here?"

A voice reminiscent of the severe winter ice and snow suddenly sounded above the heads of the three of them.

The three people who were resting against the tree were all stiff as if they had been struck by lightning, and their eyes widened.

They hurriedly followed the sound and raised their heads - in the leaves of a big tree above their heads, stood an old man who was perhaps the most familiar to them Iga ninjas in the world.

"Lord Yoshihisa!"*3

The three people, whose cheeks turned pale one after another, hurriedly knelt to the ground and saluted the old man who was standing on the tree.

The old man who was standing on the tree at this time was Jijiu who was almost defeated by Yuanyi not long ago and escaped from Longshui Temple by luck.

After escaping from Longshui Temple, Yoshihisa first managed to gather up the remaining ninjas who also escaped from Longshui Temple, and let these ninjas go to the 9th, 12th, 13th, 15th groups that are currently scattered all over Osaka. The fan group conveyed the order that "Ryusui Temple is occupied, stand by and be alerted", and then went to the northwest of Osaka in person, intending to join the army headed by the left and right guards.

At that time, with the army to rely on, whether it is to try to retake the Longshui Temple, or to stand still and watch the changes, you can take it easy.

But who knows - after arriving in the northwest of Osaka, the army did not find it, but instead found three subordinates who were running away in a hurry.

An ominous premonition emerged from Ji Jiu's heart.

Jijiu made a mistake, jumped down from the tree, and landed firmly in front of the three ninjas whose breathing became more rapid than when they just stopped to rest.

"What happened?" Ji Jiu asked in a stern tone.

The fear of Jijiu is etched into the bones of every Iga ninja.

As soon as Ji Jiu's voice fell, the three ninjas hurriedly informed Ji Jiu of everything they had witnessed and experienced.

From the moment they found Ogata's trace, they talked all the way to the moment they were fainted, but the next moment, Ogata, who became possessed by the **** of war, was beaten and the whole army was defeated.

After listening to the narration of the three ninjas, Ji Jiu's expression immediately changed... It was extremely difficult to describe with a single word.

Pour a pot of hot water on his face, and feel that the pot of hot water will immediately turn into ice water, and the water stains remaining on his cheeks will turn into ice slag—this is Ji Jiu's face and expression now.

"So... you mean: the troops have now been defeated by Ogata Ichitosai?"

The three ninjas nodded their heads like garlic.

"What about Yoemon?!" Yoshihisa's voice rose several times in one breath, "Where is Yoemon now?"

"I-I didn't see where Yoemon-sama went..."

"I only saw Yoemon-sama fleeing to the northeast... As for what happened to him afterward... I don't know..."

Two of them murmured like this.

Only one person said after hesitating for a while:

"I...I saw Yoemon-sama..."

"He was caught up by Shura..."

"Shura easily defeated Lord Left and Right Guard."

"Lord Yoemon-sama's arms were chopped off by Shura..."

"As for what happened next...I don't know..."

The behavior of the three of them escaping from the battlefield was that they could not wash their hands off the battlefield.

Regarding how to deal with those who escaped, Iga no Sato has always had a very complete set of punishment methods.

Guilt-ridden, they buried their heads low from beginning to end, not daring to look up at Ji Jiu.

They only heard... from the beginning, there has been a "squeak" sound of the palm being grasped with force, and a "kara" sound of the knuckles of the fingers rubbing...

These sounds, like a heavy hammer, struck their hearts, causing their hearts to beat uncontrollably, and cold sweat uncontrollably ooze out of their skin.

The body of one of them even trembled slightly with fear at this time...

But just when they were all mentally prepared to be severely punished by Jijiu——

"... all keep your heads up."

The sound of grasping palms, and the sound of knuckles rubbing, stopped at this moment.

The three people, who had faint expressions of astonishment on their faces, quietly looked at each other.

"I ask you all to raise your heads!" Ji Jiu's voice rose sharply.

"Yes, yes!"*3

The three who raised their heads saw a face that looked down at them expressionlessly.

"You escaped from battle, you should have been severely punished."

Ji Jiu's tone was neither hurried nor slow, neither high nor low.

"However, it was the misjudgment of the enemy's strength that led to the erosion of the battle, not because you were not brave enough."

"Therefore, your escape is justifiable."

"Therefore, I won't give you a heavy punishment. Change the heavy punishment to a small punishment. As for the specific punishment, we will talk about it later."

Jijiu's simple words turned the faces of the three of them from a cloudy day to a sunny day like a conjuration.

Before the three of them could express their thanks aloud, Jijiu continued:

"Get up quickly. I have a new task for you now."

"You follow me to find and gather all the remnants."

"As many people as you can get back, get back as many people as you can."

After hearing Ji Jiu's words, someone was stunned, and then couldn't help but ask back:

"Lord Jijiu, we... are we going to fight back and fight Shura again later?"

As soon as the words fell, the bodies of the other two immediately trembled a few times.

"……No."

Jijiu sighed heavily.

"The Musketeers have suffered heavy casualties, and if they fight Ogata Ichitosai again... there is little chance of winning."

"The whole army will first withdraw from Osaka, then back to Koyasan, and join up with the army that Mr. Toyotomi and Mr. Toyotomi have placed in Mount Koya!"

"After rendezvous with Lord Toyotomi, we will have a long-term plan!"

"But... so..." This time, another person couldn't help but say, "Our 'Osaka Spring Formation and Discussion Battle' tonight... won't we fail...?"

"Half failure." Yoshihisa corrected, "We have perfectly accomplished the goal of completely paralyzing the administrative capabilities of Osaka Prefecture in the Osaka Spring Formation."

"It's just that the battle for the thread has failed."

"It's not up to you juniors to worry about this matter."

"I will explain it to Mr. Toyotomi later."

"Don't continue talking nonsense here, stand up quickly and follow me to gather the remnants."

"Yes, yes!"*3

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Osaka, A-machi, Genichi and the Buddhist temples where they hid before——

"How? Is the sackcloth still tight?" Azhu gently pulled the sackcloth wrapped around the wound on Shimada's leg.

Just now, Shimada told Azhu: The sackcloth on his legs was a little tight, and asked Azhu to help him tie it again.

"Mm... much better, thank you." Shimada cast a grateful look at Azhu, then moved his body slightly and changed to a more comfortable lying position.

After helping Shimada to re-tie the sackcloth on his legs, Azhu turned his head to look at his flank, who was scalded by the fire just now, while hugging and leaning against the window, constantly peeping at Asai outside the window.

"How's it going?" Azhu asked, "Ms. A-cho, have they come back?"

In a slightly weak tone, Asai answered bluntly and concisely: "No."

"Ah... my waist hurts..."

At this moment, an old moan sounded from A Zhu's side.

"Master Feng... Would you like me to rub your waist for you?"

"No need..." Feng Mo was lying beside A Zhu in a strange posture, "This is my old problem... As long as I lie down for a while, it won't hurt... ah... It hurts and hurts... "

"If it still hurts after that, you can call me. If I rub your waist for you, your waist should feel better."

"Well, thank you... Azhu, you are such a good boy..."

"Don't say that, after all, besides these, I have nothing else to do..."

After a few dry laughs, A Zhu's attention was suddenly drawn to the next group of conversations——

"Miss Chuguang, I'm so sorry for you..."

"What's wrong? Apologize to me suddenly?"

"When I decided to blow up Jijiu and the others, the task you gave me was not to stay outside the Longshui Temple, ready to come to meet you at any time..."

"Well, then what?"

"Then I've been waiting for you outside Longshui Temple, but I haven't been able to wait for you to come out... I wondered if something happened to you..."

"You guessed it right, I did have an accident."

"Then I thought: just rush in to find you. But I only have the courage to dream, not the courage to practice... I kept yelling in my heart to rush in to find you, but I couldn't move my feet... After dawdling and making strange noises in the temple, I finally mustered the courage to enter the temple..."

"Haha, it doesn't matter. You have this heart to save me, which has moved me very much. And, you see - didn't you finally have the courage to successfully enter the Longshui Temple to find me? You are already braver than many people."

Azhu turned his head to look at the masters of this group of conversations—a pair of men and women huddled in the corner.

The man and the woman were Chuguang and Shibata.

Shibata lowered his head in frustration.

Chuguang, on the other hand, had a gentle smile and patted Shibata's head with gentle movements like a puppy.

Looking at this man and a woman... To be precise, when he was looking at the first light, A Zhu immediately showed... an expression of extreme hesitation.

After a few glances at Chu Guang, A Zhu hurriedly retracted his gaze.

But then, I couldn't help but look up at the first light.

After repeating this for several times, she seemed to have made up her mind, gritted her teeth, stood up abruptly, and strode to Chuguang's front.

"That, that..."

Ah Zhu's voice was trembling~www.readwn.com~ Her tone was uncontrollably filled with complex emotions mixed with excitement, nervousness, etc.

"Excuse me... are you Ajiu?"

Azhu's sentence is a rhetorical question.

"You are Ajiu, right?"

Immediately after the rhetorical question just now, there was a shout that seemed to pour out the emotions that had been accumulated in the body for many years.

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Classmates and friends show their affection in the circle of friends, and I imagine that Mai Shiranui becomes my wife and accompanies me everywhere happily. We all have the perfect partner - a comment on yesterday's Valentine's Day (Leopard Head Cry.jpg)